TLCBITAR Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Why are you tying my mouth? Shut up!

Inside the Hummer, Zhou Zhou leaned against the car door with a dark face, staring straight at the male lead on the other side, his slightly raised phoenix eyes filled with obvious anger.

[Where the hell are you taking me?]

[Are we really going to the lab?!]

Recalling the dissection process of experimental subjects he had seen before, the expression on his face stiffened for a moment, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly as he swallowed.

He turned his head to look out the window, where the outside was a mountain surrounded by green trees, and the car was currently driving up the mountain road.

[Could the lab be built in the mountains?]

Pei Yanlie leaned back lightly on the seat, his sharply defined face without a trace of superfluous expression, as if an ice sculpture, unable to be influenced in the slightest.

However, his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface, and a slight ripple made him unable to help but cast a sidelong glance at Zhou Zhou.

He was a little curious whether the evil spirit knew that his inner thoughts had been revealed.

Zhou Zhou couldn’t suppress his irritable emotions and asked in a low voice, “Senior Pei, let’s talk nicely, are we going mountain climbing?”

Pei Yanlie turned his head to look at him, the curve of his mouth still straight and unchanged, his cold and deep voice revealing a shocking chill, “You’ll know when we get there.”

[Heh, playing riddles!]

[This is kidnapping! Kidnapping! Got it?]

Pei Yanlie’s eyelids trembled slightly, he snorted coldly, and didn’t say anything.

[So you can just snort coldly? Don’t think I’m afraid of you just because you’re the male lead!]

This sentence finally aroused a trace of anger in Pei Yanlie.

This evil spirit’s mouth was too cheap and should be tied up!

He unhurriedly untied his black tie, his smooth and beautiful chin raised slightly, exuding a precious, noble and aloof aura.

Zhou Zhou’s gaze had been on him all along, and when he saw him take out the tie, his slender and well-jointed fingers resting on his collar, unbuttoning two buttons, he thought he was hot.

He secretly rolled his eyes, adjusted his sitting posture, propped his chin with one hand, and faced the car window.

Suddenly, his mouth was bound by a tie, and he struggled violently after being shocked for a second.

“Mmm…”

[Fuck! You psycho, why are you tying my mouth!]

He raised his hand to pull it off, but his hand was bound behind him in the next moment, the other person’s slender and powerful hand tightly gripping his wrist, and he gritted his teeth and struggled.

“Mmm mmm…”

[Has Pei Yanlie gone mad! Let me go!]

Pei Yanlie lowered his eyes, looking at the swaying pigtail in front of him, and had the thought of snipping it off with scissors.

The driver seemed not to hear anything, not caring about what was happening in the back seat, and drove seriously.

Zhou Zhou’s mouth was tied, and his hands couldn’t move. After his resistance was ineffective, he could only curse frantically in his heart.

Pei Yanlie listened to swear words all the way, the veins on his forehead throbbing, feeling as if his whole person was about to explode.

“Shut up!” He couldn’t bear it any longer and scolded coldly.

Zhou Zhou: …

[Shut your damn mouth! When did I speak!]

[Sick, sick, sick!]

[Speaking of which, I didn’t know Pei Yanlie had such a serious mental illness? Does the author know?]

It wasn’t until they reached their destination that he calmed down, raised his eyes to look outside, and a towering temple came into view.

[Why did you bring me to a temple?]

[Heh, to exorcise ghosts?]

After the car stopped, Zhou Zhou’s hands were also freed, and he hurriedly tore off the tie tied around his mouth, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it out the window.

Then, he turned back and glanced provocatively at the man next to him.

His eyes were slightly raised, and the smugness in his eyes was clear at a glance, in an attitude that begged to be beaten.

Pei Yanlie’s mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably, ignoring his childish retaliatory behavior, and opened the car door to get out of the car.

“Heh, you can go by yourself.” Zhou Zhou was still sitting in the car, not planning to get out.

The car door was opened, he turned his head to look at the man outside, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his lips pursed tightly, the corners of his mouth slightly pressed down, silent.

Pei Yanlie looked down at him condescendingly and said coldly, “Get out of the car.”

Zhou Zhou raised his eyebrows, lightly “tsk”ed, and said indifferently, “Senior Pei, this is kidnapping, it’s coercion, it’s illegal!”

[I’m just going to stay here, hit me, hit me!]

Pei Yanlie’s eyelids trembled, and his hands clenched unconsciously, the sound of “Crack” bones reaching Zhou Zhou’s ears.

He lowered his eyes, looking at the other person’s hard fist, and slowly moved his butt towards the back, stopping only after moving to a safe distance.

[Hey, hey, you really want to hit someone?]

[Pei Yanlie is actually a violent maniac?]

Seeing Zhou Zhou shrinking in the back seat of the car and not coming out, Pei Yanlie frowned and said coldly, “Don’t make me say it a third time, get out of the car.”

[Why should I get out of the car just because you told me to? Wouldn’t that be a loss of face?]

Zhou Zhou made up his mind to ignore him, closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep.

His whole body was tense, unable to relax, and his ears were also pricked up, listening to the sounds outside.

Heavy footsteps gradually approached, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.

In the next second, the car door was opened, Pei Yanlie also bent down, his upper body leaning in, his hands propped up next to Zhou Zhou, trapping his whole person in front of his chest.

Zhou Zhou was forced to lean back, the other person’s chest almost touching his body, the awkward posture making him instantly bristle, gritting his teeth and roaring, “You you… what are you doing!”

The cold scent of pine wood on Pei Yanlie’s body drilled into his nostrils, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

[Don’t do this kind of gay shit to me!!]

Pei Yanlie’s eyes drooped slightly, staring straight at the close face, a strange emotion surging in his dark eyes, pressing his voice and saying, “Don’t force me to hug you.”

Zhou Zhou: …

[Ahhh! What kind of crazy words are these!]

He pushed his hands against the other person’s broad, solid, and hard chest, and couldn’t bear it any longer, roaring with shame and anger, “Get away! I’ll get out of the car, alright!”

Pei Yanlie snorted coldly, straightened up, and because he was too tall, his head hit the roof of the car with a “bang”.

He glanced at Zhou Zhou expressionlessly, bent over and exited the car.

“Pfft…”, Zhou Zhou couldn’t help but almost laugh out loud.

[Serves you right! Hope you knock yourself to death!]

Seeing the other person looking at him with a dark face, he immediately pursed his lips, suppressed the rising corners of his mouth, and walked slowly out of the car.

“Senior Pei, what did you bring me to the temple for? To pray to the gods? To ask for a good match?” He looked around, then raised his chin slightly, and opened his mouth leisurely.

Pei Yanlie took the lead, walking towards the temple gate, and explained coldly, “The evil aura on your body is too heavy, it will affect others.”

“Tch, I have evil aura? You have baleful aura!” He followed slowly behind Pei Yanlie, muttering softly.

Walking through the vermilion gate, what came into view was a whole row of tall statues of gods, their faces all without sorrow or joy, exuding an atmosphere of solemnity.

The strong smell of incense wafted over, and Zhou Zhou observed the surrounding scenery with boredom, curling his lips and saying, “See, I’m standing here and nothing is happening, I’m feeling great!”

After all, ghosts and the like wouldn’t dare to gather in a temple, right?

At this time, a monk in a yellow and white kasaya walked out slowly from the corridor, his bald head, three-inch white beard, and a face full of wrinkles, probably around sixty years old.

The old monk put his hands together and asked kindly, “Benefactor Pei, why do you have time to come to me today?”

Pei Yanlie’s gaze fell on Zhou Zhou, a trace of coldness rising in his eyes, his thin lips parted slightly, his voice deep and low, “To exorcise evil.”

Zhou Zhou: …